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Dome
Chapter 8: Kiku
Previously:
"Arthur!" I heard and quickly turned around to see a man with short black hair running towards me and Alfred.
Continued:
Arms wrapped tightly around me, trapping my arms to my sides. "I'm so glad you're OK!" the smaller man exclaimed, "I thought that you were gone. That you got turned into one of the adults."
I opened my mouth and closed it not finding anything to say then after a few minutes I repeated the process and again a few seconds after that. What was I supposed to say? Play along? But what if he brought up something; I couldn't remember anything I had been through with him. I could tell him that I had forgotten everything, but how should I tell him. Obviously we had been close, he wouldn't have been so upset if we hadn't.
"I'm sorry." I said pushing his arms off of me. "I don't remember you. I don't remember anything."
His brown eyes widened and grew watery. "I'm your best friend, Arthur, how could you forget me?"
"It should only be temporary." Alfred interrupted rocking back and forth on his heels. "It's something that's happened before when people lose their chips."
The dark haired man nodded after a moment of consideration. "But until that happens, my name is Honda Kiku."
"Kiku." I tested out the name finding that it did sound familiar. Kiku gave a soft smile and nodded. "You called me 'Arthur' earlier?" Again my old best friend nodded.
He turned to Alfred. "Where are you going?" he asked curiously.
"Germania and Rome's place. I was gonna see if we got his records." Alfred informed giving the dusty ground a kick.
"Going to." I corrected quickly, "And it's 'have' not 'got'."
"I'm going with you." Kiku said firmly.
Alfred smiled, "'Kay." He said simply and turned on his heels. He whistled a happy tune as he led us through the town and to a rather large building.
It was painted a clean white and the doors had large pieces of glass in the middle. Inside was rows and rows of books with bindings of all different colors. Stairs sat on either wall leading up to a second story but the walls were absent of books.
"Ya see Artie," 'Artie?' "We get information from inside the Dome from Burger, you probably won't remember him but he's my sidekick, anyways he goes in and takes whatever he can get. We keep it here. There has to be something about you in here." He explained loudly.
I didn't quite understand. I was going to remember everything anyways, why did I need to find it now? "Information like what?" I asked slightly curious about it.
Alfred shrugged and went over to some bookshelves leaving Kiku to search through other books. "Birth-parents, siblings, if you have allergies. Just stuff like that."
"I understand why we need to see if I have any allergies, but why do we need to find out about my family?" I asked feeling as though it was useless. "I'm going to remember my family anyway, right?"
"I said birth-parents and siblings not your family." Alfred flipped quickly through a book. "You're never going to remember the first three years of your life."
I grabbed a book myself and leafed through it. "And why not?" My large eyebrows creased in annoyance.
"That's when you learned to talk, walk, go to the bathroom on your own, all that stuff. You leave all of that stuff through the chip that was placed inside you." He put the book back and grabbed another. "Your mother and father are not actually your birth-parents. The people you've called 'mom' and 'dad' for the past years filled out an application for a child and you were brought to them."
"So I was adopted?"
Alfred shook his head. "More like bought." He bit out pulling out another book.
"That's a bit harsh sounding." I winced.
He nodded. "Because it is." He folded the corner of a page in the book and tossed it onto a nearby table. "You're parents were going to sell you again."
I shook my head. "I may not remember them but I highly doubt that!" I exclaimed denying what my ears heard.
"What do you think marriage is?" he asked loudly.
There was a small cough making us both turn around. The small black haired boy who claimed to be my best friend in the past stood at the end of the aisle created by the bookshelves. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I found it." He said softly holding up a thick brown book.
Alfred smiled and walked over to the man. "Thanks, dude." He said plucking the book from the slim hands. "We'll go through it once Arthur gets his memories back."
"Why can't we go through it now?" I asked loudly in frustration.
He shrugged and walked out of the library. "It's not a good time at the moment." He said before turning to me. "Hey you remember the way back right?" when I nodded he smiled and walked away. "Alright, I'll see you later then."
I huffed crossing my arms over my chest. "What's his problem?" I growled.
Kiku gave a small shrug. "I haven't the slightest clue." He responded his eyes focused on the floor.
I frowned as my eyes traveled over to him. He seemed to notice it and he let as small smile cross his face quickly. He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the library.
"Come on," he said, "I want you to meet my family."
BREAK
The long grass made soft swishing sounds as it was forced to part. It crunched and broke as it collided with the ground. I didn't turn around to see who it was, I didn't care enough to. They probably wouldn't even notice me anyways.
"Birdie?" I heard the call of a voice with a heavy German accent.
I tossed a rock into the pond I was sitting by. And it sank to the bottom with a satisfying plop.
"Hey." He said sitting down next to me.
I didn't respond other than throwing another stone into the water. He handed me another, smaller, rock which met its fate in the water along with many others. We just sat there silently him handing me pebbles and me tossing them into the water. I blinked and rubbed at my eyes as they started to water.
"St…" I said throwing handfuls of sand, dirt, and rocks into the water angrily. "Stupid!" I yelled breaking into tears. "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! So freaking stupid!"
I collapsed to my knees and buried my head into Gilbert's shoulder feeling his arms wrap around me.
"No you're not, Matt." He soothed rubbing my back and my head of long, golden hair. "If anything, Francis is the stupid one. I mean who would give up someone like you for someone like her?"
I shook my head against the fabric of his black hoodie. "I should have seen this coming. It's my fault that he wants someone else." I sobbed.
"How in the world is this your fault?" the Prussian asked.
"It is though." I cried, "He wants someone who's ready for a quicker relationship. I'm not ready for anything he wants. I wasn't ready when he kissed me; I'm not ready to go further."
"Did he ask you to?"
I shook my head. "I think he's been implying it lately but he hasn't outright said it." I clung to the albino's clothing. "I don't want to… I'm not ready… I can't."
My back was rubbed lightly. "Then don't." he said simply. "Don't do anything you don't want to."
I nodded against him. "You know where I am, if you need me, come and see me." I suddenly felt very tired as I nodded against his chest once more. "We should get you home." He said standing up and disrupting my comfort.
"Yeah." I yawned pushing myself up as well and rubbing at my eyes.
I swear my mouth dropped to the floor as I walked into the house. It seemed like a normal house on the outside. Well it was actually a normal house… I haven't seen an un-normal house… I think. Anyways, the strangeness all started when I walked about three steps into the house. Something exploded, popped and whistled behind me causing me to yell in terror while jumping at least five feet in the air.
"Bloody hell!" I shouted turning to find a boy with neat brown hair that was shorter in the back than in the front and light brown eyes.
An arrogant smirk was plastered onto his face as he looked at my scowl.
"I hope you're eyebrows get huge!" I cursed.
He raised an eyebrow at me. I'm not sure why I wanted his eyebrows to get huge. Just slipped out I guess. Well, I guess it worked in some way. Not really. Let's pretend it did though.
"That's Kaoru." Kiku informed me as the boy with an oversized red shirt walked away. "He and Yao are brothers."
"Who?" I asked in confusion.
"Oh that's right. You don't know Yao." He walked into the house, "Come on you have to still meet everyone else."
More? I silently groaned at the thought.
HEEEEELLLP MEEEEEEEEE!
I've gone dead for this story
I can't remember the last time I wrote this! It's not even the whole chapter! There was supposed to be more but I just kinda stopped. I figured I should put up what I have and ask for help.
I know the basic storyline. (We meet China and Russia next! (If I ever get to writing it...)) and what I want to happen but it's kinda ('Kinda'? 'Kinda'? My American's showing...) getting boring. I need something to get me interested again.
I have WND going on which kinda died too but I'm more into it than this... Also an idea for a halloweeny (there it is again) story popped up and I really like it.
I don't know. I haven't written fanfiction at all lately. Think you guys can help out and give me ideas? Ideas for WND works too if you so please.
On the upside of life, I've found an Awesome song called "Call Me During Doctor Who and I'll Kill You" so life is better...
Other info: Published: October 6, 2011. Words: 1,693. Written: some days during September 2011.